The Story

A white dove descending out of the sky is what we would expect from God's little guy. But we may question why the Messiah would pop out of Mary's womb to say hi Not in any pent house suites, but in an animal shelter, at the animal's feet. Or hooves, beside the babe in hay, nesltled in a manger is where this child lay. It's not every day when a king is astray. Not just a king, but the king of kings. The prince of peace or creator of all things. So the boy grew up preaching to preachers. Like the days in his teens when he was teaching the teachers. The wise young man taught the old pharisees, and was saying, "Y'all gotta be fair, ya see?" As well as, "How is it that ye sought me? For ye know i must be, in my Fathers house." said he.

Astonishment fell on their faces while respect rose in their hearts. And their realizations would soon start, Of the fact that He, was the son of God. Yet the Son of God rathered the name the Son of man, to signify the race he ran. Yet he still ran the human race, with the power of God but still just a manly face. So Christ got a job as a carpenter, and by night, he was a sharpener. Preaching God's word and every command, with his faithful boy band at his right hand. He gathered twelve bro's who became fishers of men. He healed and fed with what he was given. Like the time he fed thousands of men, with less then ten fishes and loaves. He performed miracles but was called a fake. He told the truth but was called a liar. So the people started to shake the Jew with God's fire. They judged and weighed him out while the crowd shouted out. Even the law washed their hands of that act. As a matter of fact, it was backbone, they lacked. For they would not intervene in this horrible scene of a mob deciding to lean towards the kings death. But why could they try to crucify, not just a wonderful guy, but who belonged in the sky and never did he lie? He needed to die.

For you.

For me.

And the countless he'd free. We could never see. Not in this life at least. So they gave him the crown he never deserved. For he only loved and always would serve. Even the whores, beggars and cheats. He was the type to wash all their feet. Nail be Nail, WE placed him there. After whipped and hours, stripped to bare, and nailed in front of crowds that would stare. "Father, Forgive them!" he belted out. "It is finished!" was his last shout. Instantly the temple curtains split right in two. Symbolic maybe? Just a thought for you... I bet he was the only person who knew his life's plan. What a man! To know your last breath. Expect your last breath! I wonder if he got claustrophobic in that old tomb? But that was his resurrection, just like a second womb.

Death has been defeated by the best lawyer in town. In heaven he waits, wearing his real crown with an upside down, gigantic frown. He is the Alpha and Omega. He is the advocate and deliverer. The true Shepard Chief. The everlasting tree with every lives leaf. He is Davids descendant and the Morning Star. Creator and the Word is what he is referred to, afar.

He is the fierce lion and the perfect lamb.

The definition of Love.

The Ultimate,

I AM.